"Thump."
Wu Lingshan didn't even have time to groan, let alone resist. His head had already fallen to the ground.
However, his cultivation level was high, so even if his head fell to the ground, he still had consciousness. Thus, he could only watch as his head fell from his body.
It was a wonderful feeling, but Wu Lingshan didn't even understand how he had died. How could this little brat that appeared above his head get close to him without a sound?
No, not only this little brat, but also that strange girl surnamed Bai. They could all avoid his ninth-grade Supreme martial artist perception.
Why?
Wu Xishan didn't understand, and he didn't have the chance to think about it anymore.
"Bang!"
That was because the big broad axe in Yun Fang's hand had already exploded his dismembered corpse into pieces of flesh and blood, devouring the Suan ni completely.
